"above spilled bones of dead trees
she still—takes my breath away..."

"merciless breakers of rolling rage
born beneath lost—lonely rainbows
churn deep colors into hoary froths..."

"time fills blue balloons..."

"arcane

words plunge from rocks..."

"sunk in cold despair
deep in my eternal night
I hear saving light..."

“forgotten roots / unearthed / sustain a soaring tree…”

A Six Word Short Story

“beneath leaves of shade
countless ancestors water
a blooming garden…”

“flames burn my safe air
and blanket my moon in blood…”

“my heart bleeds blue tears
when politicos transform
Jesus Christ’s image…”

“God carved alabaster art out of dark space
a magnificent—reflective moon
to shine a standard of beauty and peace…”

“this divine therapy shaped me well—
three indomitable powers of time
molded into water, ice, and wind…”

“I learned from my years…”

“ice
gently recedes
beneath warming climates…”

“attraction
is love’s first
fixation…”

“howls revere spring nights
her masked moon shivers tales
in strawberry light…”

“introverts in bloom…”

“green neighbors taunt me…”

“time screams merciless
vindictive boulders
crushing worn fingers…”

“pure—innocent children

making friends with bugs…”